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MARVEL: GAMER PATH

One moment I was in my world, the next, well... not there anymore, at least I was given something to survive.

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CHAPTER 165

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I looked at the Ancient One, Time stone floating neatly above my hand, and with a smile followed by a sigh, I asked, "So, what do I do now?"

The Ancient One looked at me, summoning a hot cup of tea, as she sat on her desk, "Use it, see into the past, then into the future, the stone should help you, in ways no one can,"

Well, I suppose it didn't hurt to look.

"Very well then," I chuckled, opening a portal to my house, "See ya later,"

"Take care Mr. Walker," The Ancient One smiled back, taking a sip of her steamy cup of tea.

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Back at my apartment, I took a seat on my sofa, thinking what to do, and how to tackle the problem, frowning at my whole situation, while looking at the stone the Ancient One had entrusted me with a lost look.

Maybe I needed a break.

I just needed not to be thinking of… well, this.

"Hey," Bucky waved at me, getting my attention, "What's that," he pointed at the Time Stone with his usually bored look.

"The key to controlling time," I replied with a smirk.

"Where was that when I wanted to sleep in on second grade," Bucky replied with a smirk of his own.

"I can relate to that, everyone can," I laughed.

"So, what's happening," Bucky asked, walking to the living room, taking a seat right in front of me.

"Nothing," I replied.

"Alex, I know you," Bucky snorted, "I know when something is happening, and something is happening right now, so what is it?"

He really did knew me well, didn't he, I guess it was to be expected, considering he lives with me, and it's one of my closests friends.

"Well," I sighed, starting to explain to him the whole situation, from Hank, to the almighty being that could possibly be a threat, for the entirity of the coversation, Bucky just sat there, listening to me, until I finished.

"Zombies huh?" Bucky sighed, "I read some books about that, but… I reckon the zombies you are talking about are not the ones I have read about, right?"

"No," I shook my head, "Unlike in the books, these zombies keep their skills, and knowledge, and well, you can imagine how an outbreak would result,"

"In days the earth would be plagued," Bucky sighed once again.

"Yep," I nodded, clicking my tongue.

"And, to top that of, we have a… God of some kind, as the responsible for the zombie virus," Bucky added.

"Yes, according to what I know, yes, he was the one to bring the quantum virus here," I nodded.

"That feels.. Cheap, someway," Bucky muttered in deep thought.

"What do you mean?" I asked, tilting my head to the side.

"Well, he's a God, like… a real one, right?" Bucky asked, and I nodded, "So… why the zombies?"

"Maybe he's playing with me?" I shrugged.

"No… that's not it," Bucky shook his head, "Look… of all the things he could've done… he sent a threat you were prepared to seal away, he must know if he's as powerful as you say, how powerful you are, the limits of your reach, and yet, he picked an obstacle you were fully prepared to tackle,"

I blinked, he had a point, the Beyonder could as I am now, blink me out of existence, and yet, he was playing whatever game he was playing very passively, heck, if he wanted to fuck me, he could've sent the virus to earth, instead of the almost unreachable Quantum Realm.

"I think he's testing you, or this attack wasn't directed at you at all," Bucky stated, "That or, someone is keeping tabs on him,"

"There's only one above him, and I doubt that guy would defend me," I replied, after all, what reason could the strongest being in the universe have to protect me, "Which leaves only the testing, and the not directed at me,"

"I don't know, I really can't wrap my head around this whole situation, something just doesn't fit, and I can't tell what," Bucky sighed, slouching into the sofa with a groan. "Life with you is never boring isn't it?" he added with a chuckle.

"I wish it was," I chuckled back.

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[Thor Odinson POV]

After one day of waiting.

The two axes I had commissioned were ready!

I barely could contain my grin, as I looked at the axes, embedded with my power, soon Alex would be able to use my thunder, to vanquish his enemies, and I would be there alongside him, looking mighty! Mighty fine.

"Thor, are you ready?" Sif asked.

I nodded, putting the axes on a metal box as it was tradition for the warrior in question to brutally break the box to get his gift.

"Alex will love them," Sif smiled.

I snorted, of course he would, it was gift from me! His brother, there was no other option but to love this present with every… what was the word… fiber of his body!

"I know," I nodded with a smug expression, "I bought them, they costed me a fortune,"

"Well, they are made entirely out of Uru, and your power… so I assume it took King Eitri more time than usual," Sif chuckled.

"Indeed," I nodded, with a grin.

"With gifts like that, I almost feel like you are trying to compete with me for his affections," Sif jested.

"Ha! Funny," I rolled my eyes at her, grabbing the metal box where the axes were with one hand.

"But in all seriousness, with gifts like that, mine will always look cheap," Sif chuckled.

I rolled my eyes once again, "You are his woman, sleep with him, and the moron will be grinning for a week,"

"Thor!" Sif gasped, followed by a fit of laughter.

"What?! It's true, we real men, are simply, give us food, sex, hair products, and weapons, and we'll be happy as we can be!" I nodded, it was the honest truth.

"Hair products?" Sif asked, her laughter dying into a chuckle.

"Yes, how else do you think my hair looks like it looks," Silly Sif, ignorant in the mysteries of men.

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HOW THE AXES LOOK.